8. rész

Mrs. McClusky: "I'm not a bit surprised that somebody broke into Gabrielle's house. Wisteria Lane is an easy target. It's not like the police patrol around here."
Tom: "We still have the neighborhood watch."
Mrs. McClusky: "Oh, the neighborhood watch is a joke. When was the last time any of you went on patrol, huh? Now, I put security lights on my house. I say it's time that we hire professional security."
Lynette: "Well, that sounds expensive."
Mrs. McClusky: "Could you really put a price on your kids' safety? Well, you probably could."
Lynette: "Look, McClusky, I am as worried as everybody else in this neighborhood, but I just don’t think that we…"

Gabrielle: "Hi, guys."
Bree: "Hi, honey."
Lynette: "Hi."
Bree: "How are you?"
Gabrielle: "I'm fine. Thank you for the messages. I'm, I'm sorry I haven't had time to return calls."
Susan: "We all cleared our schedules. We thought maybe you could use some company."
Bree: "So we're gonna go to my house. I made banana bread, and we'll put on a fresh pot, and just talk about anything."
Gabrielle: "That sounds so nice. It's just I'm booked solid today. My head's gonna explode. Can I take a rain check?"
Lynette: "Sure."
Gabrielle: "Thanks. Thanks for understanding."
Bree: "Okay, well, uh, I will call you tonight and we'll figure out a time later in the week."
Gabrielle: "Well, I'll tell you what, since it's my schedule that seems to be the problem, why don't I just figure out a time and call you?"
Susan: "Okay."
Gabrielle: "I just, I have so many errands to run and a million thing to return."

Gabrielle: "Carlos, what happened?"
Carlos: "I've had a rough couple days. After you told me about the, the baby, I kind of lost it."
Gabrielle: "Carlos, your hands."
Carlos: "I ripped my mattress open."
Gabrielle: "Jeez, how are you feeling today?"
Carlos: "They're injecting me with this tranquilizer thing. I think it's doing the trick. We never even talked about names. I had my top five all picked out."
Gabrielle: "Honey."
Carlos: "You want to hear 'em?"
Gabrielle: "No, I'm good."
Carlos: "You never thought about names?"
Gabrielle: "Oh, well, it was a little soon for that, don't you think? I mean, how can you name something the size of a walnut?"

Susan: "Oh, uh. So what have you been doing lately?"
Mike: "Oh, just the usual."
Susan: "Well, I've been writing a book. It's sort of autobiographical. Really been forcing me to reexamine some of the different things that have made me me, like the fact that my mother had me so young, and I never knew my dad. Big stuff like that. I told you about my dad, right? He was a Merchant Marine, and his platoon was killed in the Battle of Hanoi?"
Mike: "That's strange."
Susan: "Why?"
Mike: "Well, Hanoi wasn't enemy territory. There wasn't a battle there."
Susan: "Are you sure? That's what my mom said."
Mike: "I'm pretty sure, yeah. The Merchant Marines don't fight. They deliver supplies on ships."
Susan: "Oh. Well, clearly I have more research to do. So, what do you think? My life story, would you rush out and buy a copy?"
Mike: "Susan..."
Susan: "Yeah?"
Mike: "You really need to step back."

Porter/Preston: "Block me, come on!"
Tom: "Damn, they must have snuck out again."
Lynette: "Again? How often does this happen?"
Tom: "Boys, get in here now! Honey, you know how slippery they are. It's like trying to herd cats."
Lynette: "Tom, it's nine o’clock at night."
Tom: "Guys, upstairs now. Let's go. Into pee-jays, into bed. Honey, they're fine. You just, you worry too much."
Lynette: "And for good reason. Someone could have driven off with them, and you wouldn't have even noticed."
Tom: "They were in the front yard. God, when I was their age, I used to hop on my bike, disappear for hours. My mom never batted an eye."
Lynette: "Yeah, well, that was a different time. You have to be more vigilant. There was a break-in on this street."
Tom: "I was at the neighborhood watch meeting, remember?"
Lynette: "I'm sorry. I've been doing this for seven years. Trust me. You have to have eyes in the back of your head."
Tom: "The two in front work just fine, thanks."
Lynette: "Really?"
Tom: "Mm-hmm."
Lynette: "Where's Penny?"

Bree: "How did this get in the paper?"
George: "I, I was going to call you."
Bree: "We discussed this. We agreed to go slowly."
George: "I, I was going to call and cancel after our talk, but things just got so hectic, I, I forgot."
Bree: "Rex has only been dead for seven weeks."
George: "So?"
Bree: "So, I don't want every woman in this town talking about me behind my back."
George: "I'm sorry, but isn't the damage done?"
Bree: "Well, fortunately, people only read the announcements when there's nothing in the front page, and the headline today was about some catastrophic flood in Sri Lanka."
George: "Oh, so we lucked out."
Bree: "Yes, we did. Now, when the time comes to go public with our relationship, I need you to discuss it with me first. I'm the bride, after all. It's only appropriate."
George: "Okay. I will need you to wear that ring, though."
Bree: "The ring?"
George: "You're not wearing it. Where is it?"
Bree: "It's in my purse."
George: "Oh, good. Please put it on."
Bree: "But if people see it..."
George: "They'll assume that you're wearing your wedding ring."
Bree: "Maybe, but why risk it?"
George: "Because a ring tells would-be suitors a woman is spoken for. A naked hand invites unwanted attention."

Gabrielle: "Ahhh! Oh, my god! What do you want?"
Hector: "Hey, hey, it's cool!"
Gabrielle: "No, it's not cool! Who the hell are you?"
Hector: "Carlos sent me!"
Gabrielle: "I'm gonna call the police!"
Hector: "Name's Hector. I met Carlos inside."
Gabrielle: "Inside what? You mean, you mean, in prison?"
Hector: "He told me what happened, asked me to come by, and keep an eye on you. Can I come in?"
Gabrielle: "No! No, you can't come in!"
Hector: "I brought a cooler. I'll camp out here."
Gabrielle: "No! Uh-uh! I can take care of myself, okay?"
Hector: "Okay."
Gabrielle: "Okay?"
Hector: "Yeah, I, I get it. You need your space."
Gabrielle: "Yes. Yes, I do. I need my space. Thank you."

Tom: "Porter."
Porter: "We run away and call nine-one-one."
Tom: "Good man. Right, but what if that stranger says, ‘Hey, I know your mommy and daddy.’ What, Preston?"
Preston: "Still run away."
Tom: "Yes. Okay."
Lynette: "Can I ask a question?"
Tom: "Yeah, by all means."
Lynette: "What if the stranger is nice and not scary? Yes?"
Preston: "Run away and call nine-one-one."
Lynette: "So, what if the stranger says they're gonna take you to the circus for pizza and elephant rides? Don't look at your dad. Eyes on me. What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do?"
Porter: "We…run away?"
Tom: "Yes! Snap. Okay, to the kitchen. We are having ice cream tonight."
Lynette: "You’re smiling like that actually meant something."
Tom: "Lynette, come on. We worked on this all afternoon. They get it."
Lynette: "Give me a break. You know our kids. I love them dearly, but that goes in one ear and out the other."
Tom: "I’m gonna have some ice cream"
Lynette: "Tom, you're not off the hook here."
Tom: "Lynette, I can keep my children alive. When you left this morning, there were four. When you came home, there were still four. When you come home and there are only three, then you get to lecture me."

Leila: "We'd been dating for six months when he asked me to marry him. From the moment I said yes, George got so possessive, and when he found out my ex lived just down the street, George accused me of seeing him behind his back. And then one night, I got a call from the police. Someone had set my ex's car on fire. I could never prove anything, but I knew it was George. I left him the next day."
Bree: "Well, I don't know what to say."
Leila: "I know. It's upsetting."
Bree: "Yes, it is. To have a complete stranger come into my home, drink my tea, and then try to turn me against one of the sweetest men I have ever known."
Leila: "Honey, you got to trust me. George is a whack job, and you should get while the getting's good."
Bree: "I think it's time for you to leave."
Leila: "One time, I was talking to a guy at a bar, and when we got home, George slapped me. What do you say to that?"
Bree: "I say, given your overall demeanor and your freewheeling use of epithets, I'm willing to bet that he was provoked."
Leila: "When I read that you were engaged to George, I felt it was my duty to let you know he's crazy. But now that I've met you, I can see it's a match made in heaven."

Susan: "Mom, can I ask you a question?"
Sophie: "You've got to march, Susie. Got to march."
Susan: "Oh. Oh. I was just researching my book and I, I found the strangest thing. No one with my father's name was ever a Merchant Marine."
Sophie: "Ddid I say Merchant? Well, I just meant the regular Marines."
Susan: "Oh, well, yeah, I thought you probably did. So I checked that, too, and he wasn't there and so I called the V.A., and there is not a single record of anyone named Harrison Ross in Vietnam."
Sophie: "This is not the time, Susie."
Morty: "What's, what's the holdup, ladies?"
Susan: "Well, I'm sorry to upset you, Mom, I just, don't you think that's weird?"
Morty: "What's, what's weird?"
Susan: "Well, there's no record of anyone with my dad's name in the armed services."
Morty: "Oh, well, there it is."
Susan: "There what is?"
Sophie: "Morty, just go on back up there."
Morty: "Look, I'm, I'm not gonna say that I knew this would happen, but I knew this would happen."
Susan: "Mom, I need answers."
Sophie: "Do you have to do this now? You are ruining my wedding rehearsal."
Susan: "Well, you've been married four times. I think you got it down."
Sophie: "I will not stand here and be attacked!"

Susan: "Morty? Morty, have you seen my mom?"
Morty: "Yeah. Yeah, she seemed, uh, she seemed pretty upset. I, I think, I think she took a cab home. You need, you need a ride?"
Susan: "I need to you tell me the truth about my father."
Morty: "Hop in. When, uh, when I was in Korea, I was stationed outside of, uh, Pusan, and we'd, uh, we'd, we'd get these, these passes, you know, and we'd, and we'd go into town, and, you know, we'd have a, have a few beers, and we used to call it R and R in, in military lingo."
Susan: "Yeah, well, I know what R and R means. So what does this have to do with my father?"
Morty: "Well, that's, that's what I’m getting to. Um, anyway, there were these, these young ladies. Professional ladies if you know what I mean."
Susan: "Morty, can, can we just move this along?"
Morty: "Okay. Long story short, it's just I never figured that my first time with a woman would, would be in an alley, behind a Korean noodle stand with, with my fatigues down around my, my ankles."
Susan: "Okay, again, what does this have to do with my father?"
Morty: "We, we've all done things that, uh, you know, that we're ashamed of. I mean, you know, we all, we all have secrets. Your, your, your father wasn't a war hero. And he, he wasn't in Viet, Vietnam."
Susan: "Well, why would my mother tell me that?"
Morty: "Uh, Sophie wasn't, wasn't married to your father. I'm, I'm not, I'm not sure she even, she even knew his name.
Susan: "Are you saying that I'm the result of my mother having a one-night stand?"
Morty: "Well, like, like I said, we've all, you know, we've, we've all done things that we're, that we're ashamed of."

Hector: "Your mail came."
Gabrielle: "You said you were leaving."
Hector: "No, I said I was giving you space. I did. I was watching you from my car."
Gabrielle: "Look, the guy who broke in stole ice cream. I don't think I'm in any danger. So you can go. I don't need you."
Hector: "Carlos says you do. Where are you going?"
Gabrielle: "Shopping. Not that it's any of your business."
Hector: "You sure like to shop."
Gabrielle: "Yes, I do."
Hector: "That's all I've seen you do the past day and a half."
Gabrielle: "Uh-huh."
Hector: "All that shopping must be making up for something."
Gabrielle: "Excuse me?"
Hector: "You know, Carlos has your number. He says you're one tough cookie. So tough, you don't have to deal with your feelings. He's a perceptive man."
Gabrielle: "He thought I was cheating with two gay guys. Are you sure you want to go with perceptive?"
Hector: "Well, let's see. It's been what, a week since you lost your baby?"
Gabrielle: "Yeah, so?"
Hector: "So, I never heard of shopping out the pain."
Gabrielle: "Why is everyone on my back about this? I will deal with my loss my way, okay?"

Betty: "Where are you going?"
Matthew: "Ah, I, uh, I just thought I would go out and look some more. I'm gonna try the park."
Betty: "In the middle of the night?"
Matthew: "Well, yeah. Well, he hasn't really been showing his face in the daylight, has he? Or would you rather we just let Caleb run loose? He could be in trouble. Or hurting another girl."
Betty: "He didn't hurt Mrs. Solis, Matthew. He was just hungry."
Matthew: "Yeah, well, I wasn't talking about Mrs. Solis, but you know that."

Stu: "Hi, little boys."
Tom: "Hell, who is that?"
Lynette: "It's just Stu from our office."
Stu: "You guys want to go for a ride?"
Tom: "And is he abducting our kids?"
Lynette: "Maybe."
Tom: "This is crazy."
Lynette: "Why? Are you worried they might get in?"
Stu: "We can go to the, uh, carnival. You like carnivals?"
Porter/Preston: "We're not allowed to talk to strangers."
Tom: "Run, boys!"
Stu: "So, uh, why don't you boys get in the car..."
Tom: "Run away. Run!"
Stu: "Get in the car, and I’ll give you some candy."
Porter/Preton: "Yeah! Candy!"

Morty: "Anyway, here, here she is. My, um, my, my beautiful bride."
Sophie: "I want to thank everyone for coming, and especially my Morty, who's helped me be a better person. And I want to thank my amazing daughter, Susan, and tell her how much I appreciate her love and respect, because I'm a horrible person, and she deserves so much better than me."
Morty: "Honey, honey."
Sophie: "No, no, no, no, no. Susan needs to know the truth. Your father was not a one-night stand. He was thirty-three, and he was married, and he was my boss. When I told him I was pregnant, he broke it off, and he never spoke to me again. But he gave me my beautiful, incredible daughter, and for that, I want to thank Addison Prudy."
Susan: "Oh, my god. Do you know where he is?"
Sophie: "I have no idea. I swear, if I knew, I, I would tell you."
Guest: "Uh, I know Addison Prudy. He runs the feed and supply store at Third and Sutherland. Uh, Prudy's a fairly common name of c..., so."
Susan: "Is that him?"
Sophie: "Yes."
Susan: "Are you saying that all this time my father has been alive, and just right across town running the supply and feed store?"
Sophie: "Susan..."
Susan: "I can't believe this!"

George: "Is something wrong? You've been so quiet all evening."
Bree: "No, no, I'm just tired, that's all."
George: "Care to dance? It might pep you up."
Bree: "I don't think so. But thank you, though."
George: "Bree, where is your ring?"
Bree: "Oh, um, the, the stone is loose. So I'm gonna take it to the jewelers. But don't worry, it's safe."
George: "This isn't about Leila, is it?"
Bree: "No. No. It's like I told you, the stone could just pop off at any second."
George: "Well, I don't care. Please put it on."
Bree: "What?"
George: "I want you to wear it."
Bree: "Well, I'm sorry, but I'm not going to."
George: "Why not?"
Bree: "Because I don't feel like it. And this is the last time we're gonna talk about this, okay?"

Gabrielle: "What's this for?"
Hector: "The balloon represents the spirit of the life lost. By letting it go, you're acknowledging the pain you feel and releasing it at the same time."
Gabrielle: "Okay, that's ridiculous. Besides, I don't feel what you think I'm feeling."
Hector: "Then it should be real easy."
Gabrielle: "Fine, if I do this, will you go?"
Hector: "Yeah."
Gabrielle: "Okay, should I say something?"
Hector: "If you want to."
Gabrielle: "Not really, no."
Hector: "It's cool."

9. rész

Gabrielle: "Hello."
Man's Voice: "Hello. My name is Mark Martinez. Uh, I'm the assistant warden down at Fairview County Jail. Is Mrs. Solis available?"
Gabrielle: "Uh, yeah, this is her. Did, did something happen with Carlos?"
Man's Voice: "At seven forty-three this morning, your husband held two guards at gunpoint and successfully escaped."
Gabrielle: "He what?"
Man's Voice: "I take it you had no prior knowledge he had planned to do this."
Gabrielle: "No, of course not! He's a moron!"
Man's Voice: "We have every reason to believe your husband may come to find you. We believe him to be armed and very, very horny."

Lynette: "Yeah, no, I didn't think so. Ante up."
Edie: "Speaking of child abandonment, when are you gonna tell your father that he has a bouncing middle-aged baby girl?"
Susan: "Soon. I don't wanna ambush him. I'm gonna ease into it."
Gabrielle: "How do you ease into, ‘hi, I'm your illegitimate daughter'?"
Susan: "Well actually, there's a ‘help wanted' sign in the window so I was thinking about getting a job there. And, you know, he would get to know me and I'm sure he would like me and I would like him, and then one day he would say, ‘you're like the daughter I never had' and I'd say, ‘well actually, now that you've mentioned it.'"
Edie: "Okay, I'll go first. That is the most idiotic plan I've ever heard of."
Susan: "Why?"
Edie: "Because it all hinges on him responding to your personality. And let's face it, you are an acquired taste."
Lynette: "Edie! I am sure Susan's father will like her just fine."
Susan: "Thank you."
Bree: "I just hope you don't expect too much from this relationship. I mean aside from DNA, you might find that you don't have that much in common."
Susan: "I know. But I gotta find out if there's something there. I've always wanted a dad. I mean, I know not having one affected me."
Gabrielle: "Of course it did. Everyone needs a strong male role model."
Edie: "No, they don't. I grew up without a father and it didn't affect me one bit."
Lynette: "Edie, how old were you when you lost your virginity?"
Edie: "Point well taken."

Lynette: "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Having sex with the support staff. That's a big no-no. Ed's been known to fire people for that sort of thing."
Nina: "Lynette, I know that we've had our little differences. But, at the core, I believe that we are both good people, both smart women who are just trying to make it in this vicious male dominated jungle. Okay, what do you want? Do you want a raise? Want a better office?"
Lynette: "My demands are simple. I want you to be nicer."
Nina: "What?"
Lynette: "No more belittling, berating, rude sarcasm."
Nina: "And in exchange I get your silence?"
Lynette: "Yeah. Pretty sweet deal, don't you think?"
Nina: "Ah, I'll see what I can do."
Lynette: "Great!"
Nina: "Okay."
Lynette: "And I'm gonna take your parking space."
Nina: "Hmm?"
Lynette: "I kid the Nina!"

Addison: "I don't know, you seem kinda over-qualified."
Susan: "Why, cause I went to college?"
Addison: "No, because you finished high school."
Susan: "Well, I just want to change my life and every since I was a little girl I've always liked horses and the outdoors. Well, I'm just fascinated with feed."
Addison: "Well, I suppose we can give you a try. What? Something on my nose?"
Susan: "Oh, no. I was just looking at the color of your eyes."
Addison: "You were?"
Susan: "Yeah. They're just like mine. They're, they're nice."
Addison: "Carol sent you to test me, didn't she?"
Susan: "What? Who's Carol?"
Addison: "You go back and tell my wife if a private detective couldn't fool me, well, you're not gonna either."
Susan: "I don't know what you're talking about. I just came in to get a job."
Addison: "A cute little thing like you struts in here, flirts with an old codger like me, how dumb do you think I am? Hey, look at you. Your pretty hair, you gotta sexy walk, you gotta tight little ass!"
Susan: "Oh! I'm your daughter!"
Addison: "What?"
Susan: "Back in the sixties, you had a brief relationship with a young girl, Sophie Bremmer. She got pregnant and had a baby and that baby was me. Which makes you my father. Hi."

Dr. Goldfine: "And knock wood, the doctors say I'll keep improving, slowly but surely. So, how are you?"
Bree: "Good, good. Seeing friends. I just started co-chairing a charity event for the Junior League and um, and I broke up with George."
Dr. Goldfine: "Really?"
Bree: "Dr. Goldfine, do you ever really cure people, I mean, even though they're really crazy?"
Dr. Goldfine: "I'm not a big fan of that word. People either have mental health or they don't. When they do have a problem, you treat them as if they had any other disease. And sometimes they get better."
Bree: "Well, when I broke up with George, I saw something in his eyes. It was a kind of malevolence, and it just didn't seem to me to be the sort of thing you could cure."
Dr. Goldfine: "I don't believe in evil either. We're all just people."
Bree: "How can you not believe in evil? A man just threw you off a bridge for no reason."
Dr. Goldfine: "Exactly. He didn't know anything about me. He just rode up on his little blue bike and tried to hurt me. Do I think he's wicked? No. He's disturbed. His problems probably stem from a chemical imbalance. I believe with enough time and treatment, I could help him."
Bree: "Did you say a blue bike?"

Lynette: "Black?"
Stu: "Mmm."
Lynette: "Great."
Stu: "I gotta say Lynette, I was surprised to get your call. I didn't even think you'd notice I was fired."
Lynette: "Oh course I noticed! You are one of my favorites and I thought it was really unfair how it all went down."
Stu: "It wasn't that unfair. I was late all those times. And I broke the copier, and I stole all those paper clips."
Lynette: "See, I don't think that's why you got fired."
Stu: "Really? That's what Nina said."
Lynette: "Word got out that you and Nina were…"
Stu: "Shagging?"
Lynette: "…being intimate. And Nina fired you to keep Ed from finding out."
Stu: "You're kidding."
Lynette: "And that wasn't right of her. She shouldn't have been having sex with you. She's upper management. Technically, it's sexual harassment."
Stu: "But, I was into it! I consented!"
Lynette: "Stu, you're a gopher. You can't consent to anything. So, I think you should talk to Ed about getting your job back."
Stu: "Why would he care?"
Lynette: "Oh, he'll care. He doesn't want you suing him for millions of dollars."
Stu: "Wow! So would Nina get in trouble?"
Lynette: "Well, I'm not gonna lie to you. There is a possibility she'd get a slap on the wrist. So, you'll think about talking to Ed?"
Stu: "Definitely!"

Addison: "The nurse told me you were waiting out there."
Susan: "I just wanted to see if you were okay."
Addison: "Sorry if I spooked ya. I've got a bad heart. It's genetic, so you might want to get that checked."
Susan: "Oh, okay."
Addison: "Look, don't take this wrong, but, uh, I need you to clear out."
Susan: "What? I just got here."
Addison: "My wife is on her way. The thing is, if Carol finds out that I've got an adult love child around, that's gonna be the straw that breaks the camel's back. I mean, it's not exactly the only time I've strayed."
Susan: "Charming."
Addison: "But, believe me it was nice to finally get to meet you. You're a lovely woman. Hon, you really need to leave now."
Susan: "It's, it's Susan. My name is Susan. And, no, that's not good enough."
Addison: "Look, I'm trying really hard to be nice about this but you're backing me into a corner."
Susan: "It's not like I want an invitation to Thanksgiving. I just wanna have coffee, or a lunch now and then."
Addison: "I can't start up something with you. It wouldn't be fair to my wife."
Susan: "Oh, that's funny. So, all the times you were cheating on her, that was okay, but having lunch with your daughter, that just crosses the line? I just want a chance to get to know you."
Addison: "Well, I don't want to know you. I've already got a family. Years ago, your mother and I came to an understanding. I gave her a bunch of money and she agreed to keep things quiet."
Susan: "Well, I wasn't consulted on that little arrangement."
Addison: "I don't think it's fair to punish me for a mistake I made years ago."
Susan: "Is that what you think of me? I'm a mistake?"
Addison: "If that's what you need to hear, yeah, that's what I think."

Gabrielle: "So Sister Mary, tell me what's it like meeting men in prison. Do you bond with all the convicts or was Carlos just special?"
Sister Mary: "Well, of course, Carlos is special, but our mission does a ton of evangelical work with several prisons."
Gabrielle: "Oh, I get it. Sort of like, today's convict is tomorrow's convert."
Sister Mary: "Something like that, but mostly I do charity work. Are you two involved in any charities?"
Gabrielle: "Currently? No."
Carlos: "But we should be. I mean, let's face it, Gaby. Buying more stuff isn't gonna make our lives any better.
Sister Mary: "Exactly. Money can't buy happiness."
Gabrielle: "Well, sure it can. That's just a lie we tell poor people to keep 'em from rioting."
Carlos: "Gaby!"
Gabrielle: "It's a joke. Lighten up."
Carlos: "Can you believe this? I'm married to a woman so selfish, she makes fun of the entire concept of charity."
Gabrielle: "You are a hypocrite. The money you spent to buy your sports car could buy a mud hut for every peasant in Ecuador."
Carlos: "Okay, you're right. But I'm evolving, starting right now. Sister, I would like to donate my car to your mission."
Gabrielle: "What?"
Sister Mary: "Carlos, are you sure?"
Carlos: "Absolutely. Gabrielle and I don't need two cars. We can share one."
Gabrielle: "Share? What if you have the car and I need to go shopping?"
Carlos: "We're gonna cut back on shopping too."
Gabrielle: "Okay, I think we should all just calm down a little bit!"
Carlos: "I'm gonna get you that pink slip right now."
Gabrielle: "Carlos!"
Carlos: "We're doing this."

Ed: "Lynette, Nina's out. You're in. You are our new V.P. of accounts."
Lynette: "I am?"
Ed: "I just gave her the ax, along with a bunch of other people."
Lynette: "Why? What happened?"
Ed: "Our old pal Stu just filed a sexual harassment suit against the company."
Lynette: "He did what?"
Ed: "He hired a fancy lawyer who threatened to go to the press. I had no choice but to pay him off. He had a video of him and Nina together."
Lynette: "Okay. I get Nina, but why are you firing everybody else?"
Ed: "Stu's taking us to the cleaners. If I don't cut back on staff, the next round of paychecks are gonna bounce."
Lynette: "Oh, god, Ed. I am so sorry."
Ed: "Well, it's not your fault. We'll get through this. You and me together. Oh, can you run down to the art department? Someone's gotta can Jeff and Elizabeth."
Lynette: "Yeah. Sure. I'll, I'm gonna go and take care of that."

Gabrielle: "Look, I don't mean any disrespect. It's just now that Carlos is home, we need to get back on our routine, and we can't do that if he keeps running off to church and charity bake sales. We need us time. Do you know what I mean?"
Sister Mary: "I do."
Gabrielle: "Oh, good. Good. So it would really help our marriage if you just backed off for a while, okay?"
Sister Mary: "No."
Gabrielle: "Huh?"
Sister Mary: "I said no."
Gabrielle: "I know what you said. I'm wondering why you said it."
Sister Mary: "Carlos is a diamond in the rough, a flawed man to be sure, but someone who is desperately searching for something to believe in. To satisfy your materialism, he ended up breaking the law. To deal with your adultery, he resorted to assault. As long as he's with you, he will never find what he's looking for."
Gabrielle: "Well, I guess he should have thought of that before he married me."
Sister Mary: "Some marriages are meant to be annulled."
Gabrielle: "What the hell kind of nun are you? Look, if you try to come between me and my husband, I will take you down."
Sister Mary: "I grew up on the south side of Chicago. If you wanna threaten me, you're gonna have to do a lot better than that."
Gabrielle: "You listen to me, you little bitch. You do not want to start a war with me."
Sister Mary: "Well, I have God on my side. Bring it on."

Bree: "Hey. What were you thinking, taking the pills?"
George: "I didn't hurt Dr. Goldfine. For you to think me capable of that sort of violence..."
Bree: "George. George!"
George: "I'm sorry. It's the pills."
Bree: "Why are you telling me this?"
George: "Because maybe I don't have to die. I could face the police knowing that you would be there for me, that you'd stay my friend. Then I'll have something to live for."
Bree: "And then we'll call an ambulance and they'll pump your stomach."
George: "Yes."

10. rész

Bree: "What is that?"
Detective Barton: "I am so sorry. You weren't supposed to see that." (to the officer) "Mudge, get that out of here."
Bree: "No, wait! Is that supposed to be me?"
Detective Barton: "Well, it's hard to say."
Bree: "I don't understand. I mean, what would George be doing with a life-sized doll? Oh, dear lord."
Detective Barton (to the officers): "Go ahead."
Bree: "Oh, hold it. What are you gonna do with that?"
Detective Sloan: "Well, until we close the file on Mr. Williams, she's considered evidence. We'll have to take her back to the station."
Detective Barton: "I am so sorry about this, Mrs. Van de Kamp. I know how difficult all this must be."
Bree: "Don't you worry about me, Detective Barton. I will be just fine."

Paul: "Susan Mayer told me she gave you some money to go to Utah."
Zach: "Yeah, I had no idea where to look for you, though, and the money started to run out, so I thought that maybe you'd come back here."
Paul: "You're a smart kid."
Zach: "Can I ask you something?"
Paul: "Of course. Anything."
Zach: "Well, when you left town, Mrs. Tillman said that my real mother was a junkie from Utah."
Paul: "That's right."
Zach: "So, who's my dad?"
Paul: "I don't know. It could have been anyone."

Lynette: "So, he poisoned Rex?"
Gabrielle: "Sweet, little George Williams."
Bree: "Well, it turns out he wasn't so sweet after all. Anyway, uh, there's a chance that some of this may wind up in the paper, so I wanted you to hear it from me first."
Susan: "Bree, I'm so sorry."
Lynette: "Yeah, like you haven't been through enough."
Gabrielle: "God, and he's our pharmacist. It's enough to turn you holistic."
Susan: "I know this sounds awful, but I'm kind of glad the guy's dead."
Gabrielle: ""Oh, I hope that little creep suffered."
Bree: "Well, we'll never know."

Andrew: "So, are the police sure?"
Bree: "Yeah. They found data in George's personal computer and also records at his pharmacy that pretty much proves that he was poisoning your father."
Andrew: "They say why he killed him?"
Bree: "Well, the detective seems to think he was trying to get your father out of the way so he could marry me. Honey, please use your coaster. That's gonna leave a ring."
Andrew: "My father was murdered because of you, so as far as I'm concerned, you no longer get to tell me what to do."
Bree: "Andrew, that is not fair."
Andrew: "You brought that psycho into our house! You sat him down at our table. Just how fair do you expect me to be?"
Bree: "Andrew, George Williams fooled a lot of people."
Andrew: "Yeah, well, he didn't fool me."
Bree: "Andrew, I'm not trying to minimize my part in this. Believe me, I, I hate myself for what's happened."
Andrew: "Good. Now we have something in common. Oh, by the way, I'm gonna call my friend Justin and have him come over and spend the night tonight."
Bree: "Justin? Is he a friend of yours from school or church? What kind of friend is he?"
Andrew: "The real good kind."
Bree: "Andrew, it is inappropriate for you to have somebody over. You just got home."
Andrew: "Like I said, you don't get to tell me what to do anymore."

Susan: "That was my first Halloween. I was two. What do you think I am?"
Addison: "I don't know."
Susan: "Oh, come on, just guess. You can tell."
Addison: "Uh, a homeless person?"
Susan: "No, Addison, I'm a chicken. See? Those are feathers hanging around."
Addison: "Oh. I thought that was supposed to be trash. Uh, look, are we done here?"
Susan: "You haven't even finished your coffee."
Addison: "I got to get back to work."
Susan: "Oh, well, we, we haven't even finished the high school years. I wanted to show you this one. This was from the father-daughter dance. I had to take my mother's hairstylist."
Addison: "What do you want from me, Susan?"
Susan: "Well, I, I just want to share more than our D.N.A. I, I wanted to have a relationship with you. None of this means anything to you?"
Addison: "I'll take the hobo picture."
Susan: "Actually, it was...fine."

Ed: "What's this?"
Lynette: "Our company insurance policy. You ever bother to read it?"
Ed: "I'm gonna say no, but don't tell."
Lynette: "We have day care, Ed, day care. Do you realize that since we fired half the staff, you and I have barely left the building? My kids are forgetting who I am."
Ed: "I hear you. I have a seventeen-month-old who I haven't actually seen awake in weeks."
Lynette: "See? All we need is a minimum participation of, uh...sixteen kids. My kids, your baby, Sally in accounting has three, that new guy in Human Resources has two and we hit the mother lode with the Mormon receptionist. She just popped out number six. There. Sixteen."
Ed: "Fifteen. My wife won't do it."
Lynette: "Well, maybe if I talked to her."
Ed: "No, I'm telling you, this day care thing is a non-starter. Fran won't even let anyone else hold the baby."
Lynette: "Well, she won't just take some time off for a couple of hours?"
Ed: "Lynette, if I hadn't cut that umbilical cord with my own two hands, I swear they would still be attached. But if you want to try, more power to you."

Susan: "Solicitation? You were arrested for solicitation?"
Addison: "It was entrapment. I'm the victim here."
Susan: "But you were with a prostitute."
Addison: "Apparently not. I asked her three times--"are you a cop?" They gotta tell you, but she didn't say "boo." I thought this was America!"
Susan: "Addison, you just got caught paying for sex. Now is not the time to wrap yourself in the flag."
Addison: "Don't give me that look. It wasn't my fault."
Susan: "I'm sorry. How is trying to pick up a hooker not your fault?"
Addison: "I was at the store, I was working on my computer and then, you know, they have these ads? They pop up on the screen and they ask if you want to have a hot date. Well, it gets a fellow worked up."
Susan: "Can't you just go home and have sex with your wife like a normal person?"
Addison: "She's a sixty-eight-year-old woman. That bell stopped ringing for me years ago."
Susan: "Oh, my god. Stop. Right now. I'm gonna go pay this thing."

Father Crowley: "Hello, Gabrielle. What brings you here?"
Gabrielle: "I'm concerned about the drought in Kenya."
Father Crowley: "Botswana."
Gabrielle: "Yeah, and you?"
Father Crowley: "Well, I'm organizing this relief trip. We leave in a week."
Gabrielle: "Well, Bon Voyage, Father."
Father Crowley: "I'm not going myself. We had to scale back our relief efforts this year. Even had to cut a few of the aid workers from the trip. Sister Mary, Sister Greta were so disappointed."

Fran: "You want me to put my daughter in day care? But I'm a stay-at-home mom."
Lynette: "I'm not suggesting that you sign her up for all day. Maybe just a couple of hours in the afternoon. Wouldn't that be great? Have some time to yourself, relax, unwind?"
Fran: "I don't need to unwind. I love taking care of little Mindy."
Lynette: "Oh, of course, of course, but we all have days when we're starting to lose it. Wouldn't it be nice to have some place to take her before you want to strangle her?"
Fran: "I cherish every moment I spend with her, truly."
Lynette: "Really? Yeah. Look, I'm gonna level with you. Parcher and Murphy can't have a day care center unless we have at least sixteen kids and without little Mindy, we only have fifteen."
Fran: "Well, that's not my problem."
Lynette: "Okay. Okay. I just thought I'd give it a shot."
Fran: "Well, I wish I could help you, but I can't."
Lynette: "Okay."
Fran: "Lynette."
Lynette: "Yeah."
Fran: "Can I ask you something?"
Lynette: "Yeah."
Fran: "Why did you have kids if you weren't gonna raise them?"
Lynette: "Excuse me?"
Fran: "Well, I just don't understand women who say they want to be mothers, but then hand their kids over to glorified babysitters."
Lynette: "I work because my family needs me to."
Fran: "Oh, dear, I've upset you, and that wasn't my intention."
Lynette: "I bet. Make no mistake, I'm a good mother."
Fran: "That's the difference between us. I couldn't settle for being a good mother. I want to be a great one. Bye-bye."
Lynette: "Bye-bye."

Gabrielle: "Sister Mary, what a lovely surprise."
Sister Mary: "Well, I couldn't leave without saying good-bye, Gabrielle."
Gabrielle: "Oh, that's so sweet. I'm really gonna miss you."
Sister Mary: "I'm sure not half as much as you're gonna miss your husband."
Gabrielle: "Huh?"
Carlos: "Don't freak out. I'm going to Botswana."
Gabrielle: "What?"
Carlos: "Sister Mary needs a companion."
Gabrielle: "What happened to Sister Greta?"
Sister Mary: "I was gonna go with Sister Greta, but the region is so volatile, I decided I'd feel much safer with a male companion."
Gabrielle: "Carlos, you can't do this. You can't just go to Africa."
Carlos: "Honey, I'm only gonna be gone for two months. This journey is important for me. I want to be one of God's soldiers."
Sister Mary: "And you will be one, Carlos. After you see the devastation over there, you're never the same. You see how selfish your old life is and you just want to get rid of everything that reminds you of it. Oh, gosh. I should get going and start packing. We leave in less than a week."
Carlos: "I should probably send a thank you letter to my parole officer. He's being a real mensch about this."

Justin: "Dude, what if your mom walks in?"
Andrew: "She won't."
Justin: "You don't know that. Just wait 'till everybody's asleep. Seriously. I'll make it worth your while."
Andrew: "You better. I wish she would walk in on us, just to see the expression on her face. God, I hate her so much."
Justin: "Still, though, she's your mother. Don't you sort of have to love her?"
Andrew: "Last year, when she found out that I like guys, she freaked out. She said that if I didn't change, I'd be going straight to hell, so since I knew that I couldn't change, it suddenly hit me that one day, my own mother was gonna stop loving me, so I decided to stop loving her first. That way, it wouldn't hurt so bad."
Justin: "She didn't know what she was saying."
Andrew: "Yes, she did, so now she's got to be punished."
Justin: "How are you gonna punish her?"
Andrew: "One day, she'll slip up, and I'll have something against her and when that happens, I'm gonna take her down so hard, she'll never get back up."
Justin: "It may take you a while to get something on her."
Andrew: "That's okay. I don't mind waiting for the things that I want."

Ed: "I left a sticky note."
Fran: "I wasn't looking for a sticky note, Ed! I was looking for my missing child!"
Ed: "She's my child, too, and she's staying here, just a few hours a day."
Fran: "You, give her to me."
Ed: "No, I made a decision."
Fran: "Yeah? Okay, watch me make a decision. I'm done with this marriage. I'm taking my baby and I'm getting on a plane to Pittsburgh."
Ed: "You wouldn't dare!"
Fran: "You think you miss Mindy now, wait till we're living with my mother!"
Ed: "I'll fight you on this."
Fran: "Yeah? Try me."

Fran: "All right, that's it. I'm calling the police."
Ed: "Oh, for god's sakes! Lynette's not going to hurt the baby!"
Lynette: "No, and you're gonna get her back a whole lot faster if you will just listen to me. Okay? Listen, and you? All right, good. So, first of all, Ed, stealing the baby was really stupid."
Fran: "Thank you."
Lynette: "You're welcome. You need to find a better way to communicate with your wife. And, Fran, I know what the pressure of trying to be a super parent does to your head. You can take a break and be a great mom. Doesn't this little sweetheart deserve a well-rested mommy?"
Fran: "Well, I guess the pressure does get to me a little."
Ed: "And it's okay to admit that."
Lynette: "This is communication. This is good. Why don't you guys go down to the lobby, talk it out over some coffee?"
Fran: "Uh, what about Mindy?"
Lynette: "We've got day care!"

Susan: "I'm so sorry. I thought you should know, but he didn't want to tell you."
Carol: "I want to die."
Susan: "Oh, no."
Carol: "I do."
Susan: "Oh, Carol, you don't have to clean that up. They have clerks for that."
Carol: "How old are you?"
Susan: "Thirty-eight."
Carol: "We've been married thirty-nine years. It's been going on from the start."
Susan: "Believe me, I didn't want to hurt anyone. I just wanted to find my dad."
Carol: "I'm glad you did, but you be careful, sweetheart. He's gonna break your heart."

Bree: "Andrew, I made an appointment with a therapist for you, me, and Danielle."
Andrew: "I don't think so."
Bree: "This pain that you're feeling is completely natural, but it's not gonna go away until you deal with it. Andrew, I want us to heal. I want us to be a family again."
Andrew: "You know what I want? I want for George Williams to walk through that door so I can take a knife and plunge it into his heart. I want the pharmacist to pay for what he did to my father."
Bree: "Well, the good news is he's, he's dead."
Andrew: "He committed suicide. His death was on his terms. That's not justice."
Bree: "So, are you saying if he were executed, that it would be easier for you to get past this?"
Andrew: "Of course."
Bree: "George didn't intend to commit suicide. He was trying to manipulate me into taking him back and he swallowed those pills hoping that I'd feel sorry for him. He just assumed that I would call an ambulance. When I got there, he was already slipping away. I tried to get him to accept responsibility for what he'd done, but he wouldn't."
Andrew: "So what'd you do?"
Bree: "Nothing. I just sat there and let him die."
Andrew: "Oh, my god."
Bree: "He didn't die on his terms, Andrew. He paid for what he did to your father."

Mike: "Yeah?"
Paul: "Zach's come home."
Mike: "What? Is he okay?"
Paul: "He's fine."
Mike: "Is there anything I can do?"
Paul: "Thanks for asking. You can leave us alone."
Mike: "I spent a lot of time looking for Zach and you know why."
Paul: "Maybe I'm not making myself clear. You come near my son, I'll go to the police. I'll tell them what happened out in that quarry."
Mike: "You do that and we'll both go down."
Paul: "Well, you know I'm capable of almost anything. Hey, I thought you'd like to know Zach and I are moving away. I want to give my son a shot at a normal life. I'm sure you'll agree it's for the best."
Mike: "Now see, this is where you and I don't see eye-to-eye. For Zach's sake, I'll keep quiet, for now, but you're not taking him away. If I see a "for sale" sign in front of that house, I'll call the police. I'm capable of pretty much anything myself."

Nurse: "The doctor's going to give you a full work-up, then we'll start the inoculations. Make sure you fill out everything and the nurse will take you back."
Carlos: "Thank you."
Gabrielle: "Boy, Sister Mary's done a number on you."
Carlos: "Right."
Gabrielle: "Yes, right. She has you flying halfway across the world to help the poor and there's perfectly good poor right here. For god's sakes, give a buck to a homeless guy."
Carlos: "It's not the same."
Gabrielle: "No, it's better because you can do it in the comfort of your own car."
Carlos: "The point is not to be comfortable, Gaby. It's about easing pain and suffering. Look, I'm trying to be a better person here. Now you can either help me or you can get out of the way, but you can't stop me."
Nurse: "Carlos Solis? Come with me, please."
Carlos: "Finish that for me."

Addison: "Painting in the rain? Is that smart?"
Susan: "Well, let me see. Painting in the rain or letting the whole world think I'm a whore? I don't know. What do you think?"
Addison: "Heard you ran into my wife."
Susan: "Yep."
Addison: "So?"
Susan: "So, you are hereby released of any further obligation to be my dad."
Addison: "Okay. Just so you know, I'm not actually proud of what I've done. You know, my hobbies."
Susan: "Good for you. Bye."
Addison: "I have done things I'm proud of. I could give you five examples right now. Okay, maybe three."
Susan: "You don't have to do this."
Addison: "I was a volunteer fireman. I, uh, put out fires, I got kittens out of trees, the whole nine yards."
Susan: "Sweet."
Addison: "About twenty years ago, I started a foundation to protect wild horses. I probably saved hundreds of them."